He started pulling it in and out, slowly putting more and more in. Then he increased his speed until he was fucking my mouth. He pushed his cock all t...he way in until I felt it in my throat. My eyes watered and I gagged. I heard him moan before he did it again and again and again. Finally he pulled out after a few minutes. I coughed and gasped, his cock had made it so hard to breathe but for some reason that just made me wetter. Dripping wet in fact. He pulled me up, the tentacles apparently. First, I don't make those kind of slipups. I've been a professional waitress for five years, and I've pretty much got things down pat on that end. Second, that wouldn't explain what happened that night. The bar had been closed, and we had had such a bad rush hour that I didn't have time to eat even a donut or wash down a cup of coffee. I collapsed, exhausted, on a stool. Joy placed a plate of hot, steaming beef stroganoff in front of me.You know how some things just come naturally? What follows. My thanks again.”Thraylin smiled back and nodded happily.Jarrolim indicated the last Dvergyr. “This is Odak, one of our scouts. He speaks the Trade Tongue, but not often.”John gave this one a moment’s study. Odak stood balanced, his eyes never stopped scanning the area. A veteran scout then. The dwarf noticed his scrutiny, and an eyelid flickered in what might have been a wink. While Jarrolim and Thraylin both carried a sword and large (for their size) round shield, Odak’s accouterments. ..And in stepped an older gentlemen. “Lauren, this...File...” and he just stopped and stared at us.“What now, Barry?”“Sorry to bother you. I can come back later!”“What, why? She is giving me a foot rub. It’s not like we are fucking! Stop making everything about sex!”I kept on rubbing her nylon feet. And I smiled at him.Mmm, a well-dressed older gentleman. He gave me polite nod back.“Barry! Get to the fucking point!” She was really swearing a lot and I could see why she was so feared. Good thing.